Idols of Chagrin
๐ต 476 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
๐ ID: 546889
๐ Lyrics
What kind of race, lack of direction
Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth
I'm talking, Idols of Chagrin
Born of posession, complacement in disguise
Craving and candid, as to defy the character's fall
The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
What's thought is pain might be desire after all
Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth
I'm talking, Idols of Chagrin
Born of posession, complacement in disguise
Craving and candid, as to defy the character's fall
The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
What's thought is pain might be desire after all
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:32.42] What kind of race, lack of direction
[00:36.90] Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
[00:41.43] Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
[00:46.05] Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
[00:55.10] Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
[01:04.12] Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth
[01:10.52] I'm talking, Idols of Chagrin
[01:18.05] Born of posession, complacement in disguise
[01:22.52] Craving and candid, as to defy the character's fall
[01:27.06] The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
[01:31.60] What's thought is pain might be desire after all
[01:39.79]
[00:36.90] Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
[00:41.43] Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
[00:46.05] Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
[00:55.10] Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
[01:04.12] Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth
[01:10.52] I'm talking, Idols of Chagrin
[01:18.05] Born of posession, complacement in disguise
[01:22.52] Craving and candid, as to defy the character's fall
[01:27.06] The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
[01:31.60] What's thought is pain might be desire after all
[01:39.79]